She walks into the outhouseThe cold night breathes into her faceThe flies are standing still nowThe moon it spills through the place

And she starts wondering it's like to be liked by everyoneAnd like everyone be just like anyoneAnd just wants to be so just like anyone

She reaches through the darknessHer fingers touch the porcelain seatShe spins and pulls her pants downThe cold air holds her like a thief

She starts wondering what they mean, do they just mean to be meanAnd thinking about the scene, do they just want to be seenAnd trying not to seem so just like anyone

The door comes screeching openShe walks into the evening airShe disappears in the darknessAll that's left's the faint smell of her hair

She's done wondering what it's like to be liked by everyoneAnd like everyone be just like anyoneAnd just wants to be so just like anyoneAnd wondering what they mean, do they just mean to be meanAnd thinking about the scene, do they just want to be seenAnd trying not to seem so just like anyone